User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Rise of the Hordes/@comment-1298206-20140804182436/@comment-1298206-20140805211851

''The white squirrel had been traveling for some time now, hardly eating or sleeping since he heard the news that his home was in grave danger. The scent of roasting fish carried on the wind reached his nostrils and caused him to stop. Perhaps whoever was cooking would be willing to share with a hungry wanderer...With that thought in mind, he began to make his way towards the source of the smoke.''